Wu Jie's heart raced as she thought about it.
When Principal Yu, who was sitting behind his desk, saw her enter, he covered his mouth with his hand and coughed softly. Then, he said gently, "Ahem, Student Wu Jie is here."
Wu Jie didn't dare to look him in the eye. She lowered her head and greeted politely, "Hello, Principal."
"Hello." Principal Yu was in his forties. His voice was gentle, and he did not blame her. Instead, he advised her not to be nervous. "Student Wu Jie, don't be nervous. I got Teacher Liu to call you to my office because I have something to ask you."
Wu Jie let out a sigh of relief. Her rapidly beating heart was slightly less nervous. She looked up with a tense expression and looked at the man sitting in the swivel chair. Her voice was very soft and small. "Principal, you're asking…"
She knew what Principal Yu wanted to ask. It was definitely related to the post she made last night. She had long been mentally prepared.
